"Lord Noah, you truly know how to joke, the Gemology Society was established by you, if you do not serve as the President, who else could replace you, being more competent than you?"
Immediately, a voice full of flattery resounded, though the Dragon Clan are extremely proud creatures who would never easily submit to any being outside themselves, everything has its situation, flattering an Ancestral Golden Dragon, no one thinks it's over the top.
"I have not been involved for three years, I cannot be said to be competent, but now that there is an issue with a member of the Society, as the President, it is only natural that I take responsibility."
Noah surveyed the venue, as these words were spoken, many dragons displayed an awkward expression, lowering their heads, embarrassed to meet Noah's gaze.
Speaking of it, it's not really a major issue, it's just that if it spreads, it would be very embarrassing.
